L2 : Poles apart : But it happened

Our love story started long before Payal and I ever actually became friends.

And when you think about it, most love stories start that way. Every moment leading up to the one in which you meet your future wife or husband somehow shapes you and prepares you for that person you were fated for.

 

Wait… Was that started the same classic way? Love at first sight?? Background music whenever I see the face??? Nah…

 

Ignore the first two paragraphs as our love story didn’t really started the way it should be. The whole “girl meets boy, boy and girl fall in love, boy and girl get married” model is a little too simplistic for my needs. I will start with a little bit of background.

 

We were together from 3^rd grade. Remember how, in 'Sweet Home Alabama,' Melanie and Jake fell in love as kids?

 

Melanie: “Why would you wanna marry for anyhow?”

Jake: “So I can kiss you any time I want”

 

Hope I were the kind of person but unfortunately I was not so daring as to ask such questions in 3^rd grade. Actually neither I nor Payal had ever till 3^rd year of our collage, thought that there would be any relationship between us.  I was one of the so called studious children and Payal was one of the admirers of the class ranker (Wasn’t she? Hope she will not call as soon as she read this and I have to change the sentence).  We were in the same class but obviously the friends in pink zone as there was nothing common between us. Of course by the time I was in high school I was having crush on her (and obviously on around twenty more girls).

 

I am sure, While Payal had no pre-conceived notions about who she’d marry, I was not someone she thought she’d end up with.  We were good friends with totally different persona. I was reserved and a bit moody kind of guy, while she was carefree and loved to hang out with friends. I was a night owl and she was a morning bird. I am energetic 24*7 and she energizes herself with the naps throughout day. If noon nap is missed I am always the victim of her anger (irrespective of I am the reason of her missed nap). I am book lover and she just hates books.

 

In short whether we were pink zoned friends, good friends or the chat buddies, we had never thought of having a relationship. At least am sure Payal never had even in her wildest dream...  

…But it happened.

PS: All writings categorized under ‘Notebook’ will be prefixed with L’number’ ex L1

L1 : 10-12-10 : A Date to Remember

9-12-10

“Hey, I love you.” I proposed... Of which I was also not aware.

“What??” Payal was surely astonished.

“I know I know… don’t get me wrong. It’s just that, may be … you know.” I was struggling for words and I think she was wondering. “It’s just that I’ve started liking you. I was wondering if…”

And then there was a momentous pause and then a whisper “May I get some time to think before I riposte?”

“Yes you have a minute to think” I was impatient as usual.

“How can I answer in such a short span? At least give me a day or two.” She was smiling.

“OK you have 24 hours to think. Tomorrow I will again ask at the same time.” And then I was like Was it the right time to propose?

“In any case we are friends so If your answer is NO you can tell me now only. I won’t mind"  I was just afraid telling this stupid line thinking she may refuse my proposal with the ill-advised answers like I always saw you as a friend or we should give more time before we get into some relationship or something bla bla bla… Thankfully that didn't happen.

10-12-10

The D-Day arrived and we as usual started talking at our scheduled night hours. This time I was not at all interested in bla bla bla schmooze. But I had decided not to get straight to the point as I did the previous day.

“Today was too hectic as the campus interviews are going on and…. You too haven’t answered my yesterday’s question but no problem you have two… ” I was in flow and then there was a wee murmur.

“May I say a word?” a long pause.

“I do…”

PS: All writings categorized under ‘Notebook’ will be prefixed with L’number’ ex L1